My Life

It’s a sad moment,
When you’re talking
But no one listens.
It’s sad,
And then some one gets mad,
And they start to think malice.

Today,
A dog bit my hand,
Don’t worry I’m Okay.
It’s not like any one cares any way.

Today,
I fell and sprained my ankle.
But they all just laugh with stupid faces,
Old and wrinkled.

Its raining
The hospitals too far away,
Dammit all
Without crutches, I'll either have to hop or crawl,
to get there.

I am living,
And living like this is a waste of space.
They all should just disappear,
Or maybe I should make myself scarce.

I’ve entered into a dimension
After I hit puberty,
Where people decided that its now okay to bitch about me.
Do I look like I give a fuck?
I don’t need any one’s pity.

I stepped on a rusty nail,
A couple days ago.
My foot look weird
Swelled,
But I work too much, I can’t go and check it out.

All I want to do,
Is fall,
Into a peaceful sleep.
Where my reality
Is better than my dreams.

I ain't afraid of dying,
In fact, I’ve tried it many times.
Then maybe I can finally give them real rumors
To spread when I die.

Bitches, they keep talking and talking,
All their mouths can do is spill lies.
Fuck them too,
No one know what goes through my mind.
I’m unstable,
and if you aren't serious about testing my insanity,
Don’t you FUCK with my life.